"Who dares trespass into the ancestral grounds of our Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan?" A furious roar came from all directions, as though its source could not be located at all.
"Playing tricks before me?" Ye Xiwen sneered. He spread out his hand and grabbed at the void, immediately dragging out a Half-Step Dharma Idol Realm expert of the Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan.
Looking at that Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan expert, Ye Xiwen sneered. "I was right after all. This should be the ancestral grounds of the Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan!"
The so-called ancestral grounds were where a race had truly originated, as well as its true forbidden land.
Within every race's ancestral grounds lay its most unique secrets. They also represented that race's inheritance. Once something happened to those ancestral grounds, it meant that the race was truly finished.
For any race, inheritance was the most important thing. Without inheritance, its chances of rising again were as good as nonexistent.
"Y-You are Ye Xiwen?" At last, that man seemed to recognize who stood before him. This was the peerless killing god who had caused the three Pillars of the Sea of their clan to fall.
"Ye Xiwen, you actually dare come to our ancestral grounds? Are you courting death?" the Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan expert said, still unwilling to submit.
"Ancestral grounds? What is there for me to fear about breaking in?" Ye Xiwen said coldly.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Countless icy flashes of weapons shot out from the surroundings, slashing down toward Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen's palm clamped around the man's neck like an iron hoop. With a casual fling, the attacks rushing in to kill him all slammed into that Half-Step Dharma Idol Realm expert in an instant.
"Ah!" The Half-Step Dharma Idol Realm expert caught firmly in Ye